Fake niggas get flipped
In mic fights I swing swords and cut clowns
Shit is too swift to bite, you record and write it down
I flow like the blood on a murder scene, like a syringe
On some wild out shit, to insert a fiend
But it was your op to shop stolen art
Catch a swollen heart from not rolling smart
I put mad pressure, on phony whack rhymes that get hurt
Shit's played like zodiac signs on sweatshirt
That's minimum and feminine like sandals
My minimum table stacks a verse on a gamble
Energy is felt once the cards are dealt
With the impact of roundhouse kicks from black belts
That attack, the mic-phones like cyclones or typhoon
I represent from midnight to high noon
I don't waste ink, nigga, I think
I drop megaton bombs more faster than you blink
'Cause rhyme thoughts travel at a tremendous speed
Through clouds of smoke of natural blends of weed
Only under one circumstance that's if I'm blunted
Turn that shit up, my clan in the front want it

I have the series on vhs in widescreen. I’ve been looking for the MCA fullscreen 4:3 cropped version but it’s very expensive on eBay. Thank you for sharing this one.

Good movie. Was very 80s, but that's part of what I liked about it. Was dubbed in english, but the actors did a good job.